Wade came home last Thursday not too happy. He had taken off his wedding ring in the shop and put it in his pocket. Later that day he realized he didn’t have it on, but it was no longer in his pocket. (The funny part here is Wade no longer takes his ring off every time he sits down – only in the shop.) He was 90% sure it fell out of his pocket when he was in physical therapy. He even went by there to check the locker room for himself, but couldn’t find the ring. He spent the weekend wearing Uncle Frank’s ring, but was still annoyed about misplacing his. When he arrived at physical therapy today they had the ring! Evidently someone turned it in a few minutes after he left. So for now the count is still 3 rings in 4 years.